Masks 2

Nick Urias surveyed the twenty Radkas, sighed, and looked to the Demon.

"Lizzie, you're the smart one here. Anything?" he asked.

"I've got nothing, Nick," she replied, readying her sword. "Just keep fighting."

The heroes continued battling Radka, throwing everything they had at her to very little effect. Little did they know that their powers were goddamn useless here.

Then Theraea's reality-anchor bomb teleported right into the nucleus of Radka's tree network and exploded, sending destabilizing shockwaves throughout the abyss as Radka's own tree network suffered under the assault of the reality anchor. For a few moments, it seemed that Radka was falling apart as her tree network was broken apart and her regeneration was disrupted. She let out a few involuntary screams, the Earth itself thrashing around in pain.

Then time snapped forward, then back, then forward, then back. Everyone experienced this happening, finding themselves catapulted through multiple states as their perception of time was jarred back and forth. Radka herself, after a few brief moments of pain, managed to pull her network back together and heal.

She was still the Earth. She was weakened, she was in pain, but she was far from dead.

Around the chamber, the heroes were being shot around as they tumbled forward and backward through time. Everything was in chaotic flux, and Theraea's equipment was all on the fritz. The bomb should NOT have done that. Exploding reality anchors had NEVER done anything remotely like that before.